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Today my blog is also on my Facebook page also. I think everyone needs laughter in their live. So the more that can be reminded the better for all.

So much sadness, so much sorrow.

Let us all stand together and

wish for a better tomorrow!

And yet there is so much that is good out there. But you don’t get overloaded with that kind of news. And how about the kids? What are they to think when that is the focus?

I try to focus on that as so many of us do but all we hear about the world is negative all the time.

Many years ago it was suggested to me not to watch the news, especially before trying to go to sleep. Anything I need to know I will find out but to hear everything that is wrong is so narrow and hazardous to one’s health.

I think we all need more laughter. It is the best medicine up there on the list under prayers. Pills can’t do it.

Our cousin from Australia sent us this e-mail. A reminder to me as I needed reminding to take my laughter everyday. He and His wife laugh a lot and like to make others laugh too.

This video is a few years old but it still made me laugh. So I thought I would share it.

I started this post about 4 times now and all going in different ways. I was even thinking of giving up the blog all together since this last year my attendance to it has been so bad. I have never been a daily blogger but so much has distracted me this last year and a half that all my writing has suffered. Practice makes perfect but you have to do it to reach that. And I am not a quitter so as I typed almost a whole page on it I realized I could not do that.

Then I started a page but it was a rant and I didn’t get too far when I realized that I didn’t want a negative post especially since I hadn’t been on for a while. I always try to have positive posts unless it is something I feel is important enough to rant about. As I deleted this page to start over I was lost in my head. Where are my poems? Where are my stories?? Why am I at that writer’s wall again or I should say still??

So, I started this yesterday, let’s see how far we get???? Lol!!!

I find that life has many roads and side streets to travel. Some lead to nowhere, some lead to danger, some lead to wonderful things for us to see and experience. It is our choice how we choose to react and learn from each turn we take. And that is what many of the turn offs and side streets are for. Learning! It may be something we need to learn about ourselves or others but it is put there for that. If we choose not to learn from it then it is our choice if the outcome isn’t what we wanted, we did choose it. It takes some of us longer to remember that, and learn these lessons but bottom line is we make the choice. Of course, there are circumstances that come that people cannot control such as illness, death, and other issues, but it is still our choice how we handle it. I think this last year and a half this has been one of my lessons along with patience and letting go. I think these are hard lessons but I see now I do have control to learn and grow from these lessons. As I change the way I look at them I see the difference on how I handle them. And WORK is involved. Work is a main tool in life. If you don’t put in the work you won’t get very far. I have always had good work ethics but I keep forgetting to apply it to all aspects in my life especially in myself on this journey of life and its many roads and side streets. So I am rolling up my sleeves to dig in and do the work.

Now I came back to finish this morning and still not sure if this is what I wanted to write about when I got this in my mail I figured the timing was right:

“We can always choose to perceive things differently. You can focus on what’s wrong in your life, or you can focus on what’s right.”

– Marianne Williamson

I also want to thank all my followers who stick with me. I really appreciate your support and patience.

To the bloggers out there who put out so many good posts and every day! That is impressive!

I have always been a what I call a hit and miss blogger. I hit when I am on a good writing run and I miss when I am not. This last few years so much has happened and going on that the misses are more than the hits. I appreciate all of you who stick with me. I am trying to get back into it again. I have worked for three or four months trying to write a poem that doesn’t rhyme, lol, I just haven’t been able to do it yet. I want to put a book together of poetry so I am going through a lot of my poems and see which ones I want to use. I am also editing them and rewriting some. This will also help me editing. Oh that is hard for me. I have a story in verse I plan to try and get edited and out there. It needs big time editing and an ending. It is already over 50,000 words. So I am going to practice on small things first. I am still trying to write some new things too. Some people seem to just put out the words so easily and steadily. That is the amazing to me!

This first poem I am working on I published here about 3 years ago. It has been changed for the better I hope. Enjoy!

I am open to suggestions or comments as I post some of these if you care to. After all the readers are usually the best judges!

I want to wish a Happy Holiday Season to everyone! That means what ever color, race, religion you are. That means to the cooks, the maids, the CEO’s, the single parent, the kids EVERYONE! Yes I usually say Merry Christmas but I mean no offence and I don’t think most people do it is just what many of us grew up with. I believe in doing the right thing always but I think this time of year is especially important to be nice to everyone. And that means to the clerks in the stores with the long lines and the crowds. Remember they are doing their job and it is rough on them and when you get up to that counter and start yelling and complaining because your frustrated how do you think they feel! Your server at the coffee shop is probably overwhelmed with the sudden rushes of people demanding coffee now so they can rush out to get gifts to spread the Xmas cheer while they bully their way through the stores.

How about the postmen and women and the UPS and Fed-Ex people, it isn’t their fault the package is late. It isn’t their fault the roads are snowy or icy or crowded and they didn’t get to your house right at 1 pm or whatever. How do you think they feel? Maybe they have problems of their own and maybe they are trying to be nice to you and hide what they are going through.

During the holidays people who have problems suffer more. Their problems seem worse. Because the holidays are supposed to be good and happy and they aren’t. So why can’t we all be nice to each other. If everyone just smiled and used basic manners saying Thank You and Please, and holding our impatience in someone’s day could be made so much better. After all isn’t that what the Holidays are about???? Smiles and good feelings??? I think so. Nothing else should matter except helping everyone enjoy them.

I have watched people rip through a store clerk over nothing. Rudeness and bad manners are not acceptable to me at any time but during the Holidays when so many have so little and are so sad it is just wrong.

So I put out a challenge to everyone. Please be kind to the clerks, the cleaners, the stock clerks, the people working in the restaurants, the other shoppers, to every color and race and your holiday will be better and so well theirs. Is it so hard really to put on a smile?? If it is then maybe you need to be smiled at. And maybe someone will make your day by a smile and a kind word. If we all try maybe for this short time we could have Peace and Love and Joy for everyone. Everyone deserves that. Don’t forget the Police and Fireman , and Service Men and Women too, and all the people who are their for us always.

I want to Personally Thank all the clerks and workers out their that have to work in all this commotion. I appreciate all your work and personally I have gotten many smiles and good service from you all.

I wish for you all a wonderful Holiday full of Joy, Love, Peace and lots and lots of laughter!

Dionne Warwick and Gene Pitney both passed on this song when offered it first, although Dionne later sang it in one of her albums. Jackie DeShannon sang it first in 1965. This applies yesterday, today and always.

“WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW IS LOVE”

This world is in desperate need of LOVE. Love for all life and this world we live in. I am not saying we all will like each other but we can all respect the fact that we can all agree to disagree without killing each other. We are all different. We are all meant to be individuals. But as individuals we should all be able to work with each other without pushing our ideas on each other. This is to keep the love of life and living going in a peaceful safe world. Color, race, nationality, religion, or size or any other reason other than the person is just not a good person should not matter or be used against anyone. And it should not be used as an excuse for doing harm to anyone.

People will have different beliefs and ideas and not get along that is a given but why can’t we walk away from each other if we can’t resolve it. The only reason it is a problem is because too many people try to push their ideas on others for power and money. Greed kills love. In my opinion some of those people will get the power and money anyway because some people have that ambition and work for it. But if you are killed you won’t be able to enjoy it anyway.

How can we judge someone we don’t know because their color or whatever is different? If we don’t know that individual how do we know that they won’t be a wonderful person? We don’t so how do we justify Judgement like that? Plus how many of us can honestly throw stones???? This judgement of others is one of the biggest things that kills love.

We now have our children growing up in violence armed with guns and hate. This is not how children should grow up. How can we stop it? How can we get the world to be at Peace with one another so that everyone can live their life at least with the knowledge that they are safe? I know I am not the only one that wants a PEACEFUL WORLD.

As we all know we have had a few shootings lately. It is horrible. Our Police, Fire, Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, Coast Guard, AND ALL OTHER SERVICES involved in those fields are there to PROTECT AND HELP US. And maybe once in awhile you come across one that is not but that is not the norm. We need these people and I know I Thank them every day for putting themselves out there in a world that doesn’t have all the love it should. Remember you may need them one day, it can happen to anyone!

I watched the son of a man who was killed just recently get on TV and talk about the love we need not about getting even or revenge. GOD BLESS THIS WISE YOUNG MAN FOR SPEAKING THE TRUTH and NOT LETTING THE HURT AND PAIN HE MUST FEEL BE HIS GUIDE.

Wishing PEACE AND LOVE to our beautiful world!

I will leave this rant with a quote!

“Each day is a gift. Cherish it. Use it wisely. Be grateful for it. Invest your time and energy to enhance your life and improve our world. This is your day. Make it count.”

Well the next morning we took off early and drove to Port Townsend where we stayed for two nights. When we first moved to Washington we went over there and fell in love with all the Victorian homes. The buildings down town are beautiful old historical buildings and they are filled with good restaurants and some great art galleries and shops of all kinds of things as well as lots of hand crafted arts. “Port Townsend was also known as the City of Dreams.” It might have become “the Seattle of Washington” at one time. It sits on the northeast corner of the Olympic Peninsula within the site of the beautiful Olympic Mountain Range and it is just a two hour drive and a 30 minute ferry ride from Seattle.

There is nothing more stimulating to me than the smell and the feel of the ocean. It seems to wake up all my senses and cleanse them and open them up to all around me and Port Townsend is surrounded by water – the Straits of Juan de Fuca, Admiralty Inlet, and Discovery Bay. In a Seaport everything seems to interact and react with the sea. And with all the things to see walking around it makes for a wonderful day.

We stayed at a Hotel called the Palace Hotel. It was wonderful. Good rates, very clean, and very helpful and friendly and knowledgeable staff. It is all done in antiques and is spacious and unique and each floor has a great “living room” to sit and read, play games or whatever if you don’t want to sit in your room.

The hotel used to be the Captain Tibbals Building built in 1889. It is considered a beautiful example of Port Townsends architectural past. The building had been used as several different types of business. In 1925 to 1933, the two upper floors where known as the Palace Hotel, but nicked named “the Palace of Sweets”. It was a brothel and hotel.

It was like going back in time. Yet you have your modern needs. I loved the rooms and whole feel of the place. But what impressed me the most was the service and how the people that worked there not only were willing but able to give you information on the town, the history, and the best places to eat and there are plenty of those. And you were always greeted with a friendly warm smile and hello. I would give this place a great rating. And I thank you all at the Palace Hotel for such a good stay!

For two days we spent walking around in the crisp but not cold sea air, eating good food, seeing beautiful old buildings and houses and some great shops. It is a great place to see. People are friendly and always willing to help. Fort Warden Sate Park is out there close also. It is definitely a trip I would recommend. And if you do go take some time to go through the very small but interesting museum which houses the old jail house. I had no idea the history of this unique town. They have a really good short film that actually won an award that sums the history up which proves to be pretty interesting.

I started doing this little exercise on being nice a few years back. Whenever I go and do my errands; grocery shopping, post office, beauty shop, or anything involving another person, I make a point of finding something nice about the person I am dealing with and compliment them on it.

It may they have a great smile or nice eyes or a great hair cut. It may be the color they are wearing looks great on them or that their customer service is good, it doesn’t matter as long as it is honest. I know how tough it is to work with people all day long. We can sometimes all get cranky or impatient in situations so I check myself and my attitude by really taking time to find something nice about this person and tell them especially if they are cranky already. I never lie or make something up. I really look for something and sometimes that is hard but there is something good to be found in everyone, I believe that.

This usually changes the interaction and usually for the good on both sides. It just makes getting things easier and pleasant. It can change your whole day from bad to good. Yes, I do it for me also. I still have this child like world peace vision that I know so many of us still have and want. I want everyone to feel good about themselves. I still believe there still is a lot of good in this world and I feel now is the time to show it!

This is a re-blog from April 2011. I was reminded of this one because I used this practice of mine to find something good in everyone. This morning a friend who always compliments people ( Thank you CMB) who reminded me also so I thought I would re post this. Have a great day!

Good Morning this is dedicated to all kids to go to School and is Poetry for April 7th!

School is one of your most important things you can do for yourself. Even adults can go to School. As long as you are learning you are living and growing! Please give yourselves every opportunity that you can in this life! You Deserve it! Have a great day!

I have been very lucky and gotten to travel quite a bit. I love to see and visit new places. I have lived in big cities, small towns, Air Force bases and in the country. As much as I love the excitement of some of the world’s big cities, San Francisco, New York, Paris, London, Rome, yes they are fabulous to visit. For me it is the country that does it. To see mountains, and fields of flowers of vegetables, trees, lakes, and rivers brings me a peace. It is a religious experience for me. The poet in me thrives on the country for inspiration and peaceful enjoyment. For some reason most of my poems always come out rhyming but some times I do like to write what I call my “poems of thought”. These are a perfect example of my wildly writing! LOL! I wrote these when we lived on five acres in a beautiful valley across from a river at the base of a wonderful mountain!

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Sometimes when it drizzles in the country you feel the prickle of the slightest fresh dew hitting your face, bringing you alive in the quiet calming peace that wraps you in nature’s security. It’s soothing to your mind, your soul, your senses, making everything tingle with life bringing a smile to you all over. The cool drizzle cleans and cools. It softens all the harshness of the day.

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In the morning the noise of birds singing and the soft cool breezeblowing thru the trees, surround you, calm you, inside and out.

This “writer’s block” has hit me this year again. I have been tackling other areas in my life that needed tending too so that has helped keep me busy at least and not get totally off the path by stewing over the fact that I haven’t been writing much but I have used this time to get ready to do a lot more writing.

I am not going to make a New Year’s Resolution to start writing on a more regular basis because that is not how writing works. For me at least I know it comes to me on its time and terms. I just tweak it. I will always try to write but I can’t promise it will come out.

I do want to start the New Year out right by THANKING YOU ALL VERY MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT! THANK YOU TO ALL MY FOLLOWERS AND GUESTS THAT STOP BY! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

My name is wildwriter. I have that name because my writing is still in wild raw form. I am learning to tame it and put it into the graceful art of a beautiful book as it belongs. Sure the ideas are good most of the time and stories and poems spill out easily. Imagination is not usually a problem.

I think books are beautiful. They are gifts to all of our senses. They can take you anywhere in the world or universe or beyond. You can be anything and everything you ever dreamed of just by getting into the character of a good book. Every sense is stimulated. Your imagination peaked beyond everyday usage. You learn, you feel, you understand, you cry, laugh or get angry. So many feelings can be brought out. It is a great therapy. Books are one of man’s greatest creations.

I am a writer. I have to keep reminding myself of this because sometimes a writer comes to a wall and it seems of late I keep running into it. But my head is not so hard that a few rams into the wall and I realize I should climb over it before I knock myself out.

So here I sit in front of my window looking at a beautiful mountain, which should bring motivation, trying to climb the wall. Where it will take me and will I be able to climb it, right now I am not sure except I HAVE TO CLIMB THE WALL, of that there is no doubt.

I have no story in mind, only lots of thoughts and ideas, no motivation for any certain one at this time but I have this burning desire to sit and type and type and type. Of course I would hope at the end of all that typing would be a completely edited and finished fantastic book. And that is my dilemma. How do you go from A to Z without the perfect prompt, that perfect story to reel everyone in? And then how do you tell it just right so that people will want to finish it. I picture it. I see my manuscript being read and an agent calling me telling me they are going to get it published. I see myself signing the paper work after a million and one questions. I question everything. I hear the sigh of relief that this meeting is over even though they are anxious to do it. They know my book is good.

Yes I picture it all. There is the celebration of the book sales, the excitement of seeing my name in print knowing that people all over the world will now read my book and are taken where ever I send them. And then again the mad dash at the keyboard to put out the next one. My hair has grown long and wild. My eyes are bloodshot with big bags under them from lack of sleep. The vision of me is surreal as I watch myself. I am on a roll my eyes are glazed over from the words coming from what is left of my mind.

The sheets of typed paper are stacked high all over. The letters flow like water from a stream coming over the rocks down off a snow covered mountain. The letter to the agents typed, the synopsis, the first 3 chapters perfected, yes it plays like a good movie over and over in my head. BUT, and that is the problem, and the only word that comes to mind at this moment.

I am a writer and I have the story to tell, I just can’t seem to find it right at the moment. I know this is a common condition with writers. Many “hit the wall” at times. What do they do? I have heard lots of ideas but not one that works at the moment. I see myself hunched over the computer from exhaustion. There are four words on the page after what seems like hours of typing. They are: “I AM A WRITER!”